Who doesn’t love putting stuff on their cat? Seriously!
In other random thoughts:
I hope that if I ever have a stroke, I start speaking with an Irish accent. That would be cool.
But I guess I would be willing to settle for a Cockney English one too.
I can’t imagine anything worse than waking up sounding like Jar Jar Binks.
And yet another waste of research money:
Study says obesity, depression linked
I swear I’m gonna do a study researching the link between standing in the rain and getting wet.
So, my co-worker recently got harassed for keeping her breast milk in the fridge of our breakroom. The people complaining? A bunch of pediatric nurses who spend their days mixing, pouring, and dispensing breast milk to their infant patients. Makes about as much sense as Victoria’s Secret banning partial breast nudity.
My two new favorite tv show series obsessions:
Who knew that FX wasn’t all crappy?
And finally:
